"Listen to the ney as it tells a tale
Complaining of separation
Ever since I was separated from the reed bed
My lament has caused man and woman to moan
I want a chest torn by severance
So that I may unfold the pain of love desire."
It's almost impossible to play a melodic phrase like this on my Turkish ney without thinking of these words by Rumi. This short excerpt is from a little taksim I was playing earlier. #Poetry #Poem #Music #Ethnomusicology #Flute